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Adventures of a Modern Day, Middle-Aged Hero, on the Glory Road(to family security)

5.08.2014

Done in.

Holy Moly...I didn't know a vacation could be this tiring.

Yesterday, we visited SeaWorld here in San Diego, and after days of not taking proper care of myself or taking the correct precautions, I got 'too much sun' on my face, neck and forearms. I mean, it was a long day to begin with...we went out for breakfast prior to hitting the park 3 minutes after it opened, and then stayed until 20 minutes before they closed. Even on a day when it doesn't get over 70, that is a recipe for sun burn.

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

It was a fun say...but by the time we got back to our place last night, I was done. I kept head-bobbing while trying to get pictures on facebook and here...and then gave up.

The whales and dolphin show was as neat as I thought they would be, and there were a few relaxing moments.

They had these huge tanks with these little sucker fish, that basically come in and chew all the dirt and dead skin off your hands. People pay good money for this at some fancy spas! My wife...she was a little skeeved out by this...but afterwards(and after washing her hands), she grudgingly admitted that her hands felt smoother and softer than they had in weeks.

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"What did I want?

I wanted the hurtling moons of Barsoom. I wanted Storisende and Poictesme, and Holmes shaking me awake to tell me, "The games' afoot!" I wanted to float down the Mississippi on a raft and elude a mob in company with the Duke of Bilgewater and the Lost Dauphin. I wanted Prester John and Excalibur held by a moon-white arm out of a silent lake. I wanted to sail with Ulysses and with Tros of Samothrace and eat the lotus in a land that seemed always afternoon.

I wanted the feeling of romance and the sense of wonder I had known as a kid. I wanted the world to be what they had promised me it was going to be -- instead of the tawdry, lousy, fouled-up mess it is."
-- Glory Road, Robert Heinlein